Hey.
Howzit going y'all?
I just realized I have this rated R and I'm 14.
Black: *rolls eyes* oi. What a dumb-ass. No wonder I'm here.
-_-
...
Anyways, I don't like this chapter very much. This is version 3 aleady. Now I've gotten too lazy to write another one all over, so this is what you get! Hopfully the next chapter will be up to standards.
To me reviewers:
Vialana: I'm happy you caught that. I was so hoping someone would. I had fun with that chapter. I'm starting to like first person. ^__^
Ryu-Blader: It seems I recognize your name. Did you used to have an account on here or something? It may just be me.
Keisan: thanx for the complements, we don't see much of that, do we? Hmm... Maybe we'll start a trend!
Black: cha right.
-_-
Porti: You are too good to us. ^___^
Black: Damn right.
Vampyre Neko: Thanx as well. I update fast at the start. ^_^'
To Bluegirl, TokiKasurmari (whatzat mean? Curiosity.), and Kim: well, OF COURSE I'm going to continue.
Black: DUH.
And who knows... maybe I'll kill Kai just to piss you all off!
Black: Whooo! That's my girl!
^__^
So, disclaim, please (I think I may have forgotten it last chapter! ^__^')
Black: Red doesn't own the beyblade characters, K? Elle n'est pas le proprietaire de beyblade. Tristement. Oui? Oui.
Stop showing off already. -_-'
Black: ^___^
~`~,*|*`~,~
I shove my hand in my pockets against the chill and finger Driger absentmindedly.
I love being beck here in the east. I want to go back to China again sometime. I can't get away from the team for a bit, though. Kai wants us to get in shape before slacking off again. I don't think he's ever slacked off, though. He's always beautifully in shape. Kai, beautiful? Maybe. Sometimes he acts really self-conscious, like this morning when he spent five minutes just putting on those triangles of his. I don't think he knew I was up. Sometimes I get up early just to lie in bed and watch him walk around with no one else up. You can learn a lot about someone by watching their routines they do alone.
Yesterday morning he made breakfast for himself, I heard and smelt it. He brought it and ate it on the small deck outside our room. He's really quiet in the morning, not just noise, but he seemed really pensive.
I wish I could share that silence with him. He doesn't trust anyone with that silence.
I wonder what he wants now. The sun's disappearing behind the trees and soon it will be all the way down. It gets cold at night up here in the mountains.
I speed up, wanting to meet my solemn captain as soon. He'll be pissed off that Tyson & Max didn't come, but I just found the letter when Max announced supper as ready, so they decided to risk not coming for the spaghetti and meatballs.
There he is. A tall figure in the middle of the path ahead. But then... something's wrong. I can feel it in the air, the tenseness of everything. The sun disappears quickly, sending deep shadows over everything. I'm close to Kai, but he hasn't seen me yet. I wonder why; he usually is pretty perceptive.
I better call to him now. The air is just tingling with this feeling I don't recognize and I want to get this over with as soon as possible.
Swaying like he doesn't know which way's up. It's a scary sight. I start running for him, knowing something's wrong, but not quite what. Until I get close enough to see.
All his neck is a dark red and his arms are drenched in the horrible, scary color. It's sprouting from his neck; I can see it dripping to the ground. Splatter...drip...drip... A gruesome graffiti scars the ground.
Kai falls to his knees and then starts to head for the ground, head first. Falling? More like he's crumpling, from the inside out. Stop thinking like this, Kon! He's hurt!
I catch him, just before he hits the ground, scooping him up in my arms. The sticky fluid starts to soak into my shirt and I try to ignore it even though it makes me shudder. His eyes are almost closed, those beautiful crimson depths threatening to leave me here, stranded.
"Kai!"
Please, please tell me this is a dream. Please tell me this is just a joke. Your nasty sense of humor. Please don't make my guesses right!
"Rei?"
His voice quickens my pulse, awakening me to the real threat: bleeding to death. I rip off a part of my shirt and bite my lip for a second before shoving the material into the wound. I feel the cloth soak up the blood hungrily and it hits my fingers. This isn't helping... I rip off a few more pieces and shove them onto the deep cut and use a long piece to tie it in place. I hesitate for a second. Will I choke him doing this? Doesn't matter. It's more dangerous to just let him bleed.
"Thank god, Kai!" I gasp, my fingers shaking, unwilling to work with me when I really need to be steady.
"Who did this to you? What's going on? You're bleeding like crazy!"
I finally get the knot to hold and prop him up some more so I can see the full extent of the damage. Weirdly, he's not hurt anywhere else.
Please say I'm wrong...I don't want to think that you did this...
"You did this. I did it because of you."
Me? My fault? My heart shatters to pieces. I never liked those descriptions, but it seems to be so true...
"Why?! Damnnit, Kai, I never knew I hurt you enough to make you do this!"
He almost manages a smirk as tears prick my eyes.
"I'm gay Rei."
His words make the remaints of my heart catch in my throat.
"I've liked you for a long time and I wanted to be with you, but it's too late now. Good bye."
The finality of his tone makes me shudder and I don't even realize the importance of his confession until a few seconds pass.
He likes me? Me? After all that, he likes me? Liked me. No! I won't think like that! He doesn't have to die, he can't! I have so much to tell him...
The tears finally fall from my eyes and onto his face. Once they start I can't seem to be able to stop the shuddering sobs that wrack my body to pieces.
I act through a haze, as if someone else was giving my body all its instructions. I collect him and stand up. Spotting his things on the ground, I grab them and tuck them into my pocket before swinging Kai onto my back and start running for the cabin.
I can hear my heart in my ears and it keeps saying the same thing to me: All-your fault. All-your fault. All-your fault. Tha-tha thump. Tha-tha thump.
I'm in front of the cabin and my legs give way.
"Tyson! Max!" I call, ignoring the burning in my chest and the dryness of my mouth. Kai starts slipping off my back and I turn to catch him. The blood is seeping through my makeshift bandage.
"Tyson! Max!"
The door opens and there are two figures standing there.
"What the hell?!"
Both boys come running, calling to Kenny to phone the ambulance. Hopefully it can get here soon.
Tyson starts to take charge, making me feel much better. I sit in on the ground and watch numbly as Max runs inside for bandages and Kenny comes out with the cordless phone.
I watch Max fumble with the long white ribbon before wordlessly taking over. I can't bear to say anything, if I do I'll say everything and then it'll all be out.
I wrap Kai's neck in it as per the nurses' orders via Kenny. Soon after finishing I hear the sirens and think blankly, why do they have those on up here? There's no one to get out of the way or warn.
Before I can puzzle this out I'm being pushed gently but firmly aside as the medic workers take over. Kai is placed on a big flat-bed and pushed into the back of the truck.
I don't realize I'm staring until someone taps my shoulder and says as if for the thousandth time, "As the oldest here, will you come along please?"
I nod and follow the person to the back and climb in. I'm gestured into a small seat among the equipment and computers. I grab Kai's hand resting near me and feel the ominous cool. I try and stay out of the way of every one and I focus on the hand I had placed within my own.
Please...please...
As the truck moves from the dirt onto the city's pavement I hear the voice inside my head again.
Tha-tha thump. All-your fault.
~`~,*|*`~,~
You probably noticed the switch in views. Instead of the thinking I used for Kai's POV I made it more general. I don't want to give away too much!
Black: *snicker* you still don't know if he's going to live or not!
Oh, and this was written listen to my dad's Aaron Neville and Anita Baker CDs.
Black: ^__^' Pathetic, no?
So, I don't really like this chapter, it doesn't really have much significance to me.
Black: The next chapters all mushy and crap. XP
So, reviews please!
Clicky clicky!
Howzit going y'all?
I just realized I have this rated R and I'm 14.
Black: *rolls eyes* oi. What a dumb-ass. No wonder I'm here.
-_-
...
Anyways, I don't like this chapter very much. This is version 3 aleady. Now I've gotten too lazy to write another one all over, so this is what you get! Hopfully the next chapter will be up to standards.
To me reviewers:
Vialana: I'm happy you caught that. I was so hoping someone would. I had fun with that chapter. I'm starting to like first person. ^__^
Ryu-Blader: It seems I recognize your name. Did you used to have an account on here or something? It may just be me.
Keisan: thanx for the complements, we don't see much of that, do we? Hmm... Maybe we'll start a trend!
Black: cha right.
-_-
Porti: You are too good to us. ^___^
Black: Damn right.
Vampyre Neko: Thanx as well. I update fast at the start. ^_^'
To Bluegirl, TokiKasurmari (whatzat mean? Curiosity.), and Kim: well, OF COURSE I'm going to continue.
Black: DUH.
And who knows... maybe I'll kill Kai just to piss you all off!
Black: Whooo! That's my girl!
^__^
So, disclaim, please (I think I may have forgotten it last chapter! ^__^')
Black: Red doesn't own the beyblade characters, K? Elle n'est pas le proprietaire de beyblade. Tristement. Oui? Oui.
Stop showing off already. -_-'
Black: ^___^
~`~,*|*`~,~
I shove my hand in my pockets against the chill and finger Driger absentmindedly.
I love being beck here in the east. I want to go back to China again sometime. I can't get away from the team for a bit, though. Kai wants us to get in shape before slacking off again. I don't think he's ever slacked off, though. He's always beautifully in shape. Kai, beautiful? Maybe. Sometimes he acts really self-conscious, like this morning when he spent five minutes just putting on those triangles of his. I don't think he knew I was up. Sometimes I get up early just to lie in bed and watch him walk around with no one else up. You can learn a lot about someone by watching their routines they do alone.
Yesterday morning he made breakfast for himself, I heard and smelt it. He brought it and ate it on the small deck outside our room. He's really quiet in the morning, not just noise, but he seemed really pensive.
I wish I could share that silence with him. He doesn't trust anyone with that silence.
I wonder what he wants now. The sun's disappearing behind the trees and soon it will be all the way down. It gets cold at night up here in the mountains.
I speed up, wanting to meet my solemn captain as soon. He'll be pissed off that Tyson & Max didn't come, but I just found the letter when Max announced supper as ready, so they decided to risk not coming for the spaghetti and meatballs.
There he is. A tall figure in the middle of the path ahead. But then... something's wrong. I can feel it in the air, the tenseness of everything. The sun disappears quickly, sending deep shadows over everything. I'm close to Kai, but he hasn't seen me yet. I wonder why; he usually is pretty perceptive.
I better call to him now. The air is just tingling with this feeling I don't recognize and I want to get this over with as soon as possible.
Swaying like he doesn't know which way's up. It's a scary sight. I start running for him, knowing something's wrong, but not quite what. Until I get close enough to see.
All his neck is a dark red and his arms are drenched in the horrible, scary color. It's sprouting from his neck; I can see it dripping to the ground. Splatter...drip...drip... A gruesome graffiti scars the ground.
Kai falls to his knees and then starts to head for the ground, head first. Falling? More like he's crumpling, from the inside out. Stop thinking like this, Kon! He's hurt!
I catch him, just before he hits the ground, scooping him up in my arms. The sticky fluid starts to soak into my shirt and I try to ignore it even though it makes me shudder. His eyes are almost closed, those beautiful crimson depths threatening to leave me here, stranded.
"Kai!"
Please, please tell me this is a dream. Please tell me this is just a joke. Your nasty sense of humor. Please don't make my guesses right!
"Rei?"
His voice quickens my pulse, awakening me to the real threat: bleeding to death. I rip off a part of my shirt and bite my lip for a second before shoving the material into the wound. I feel the cloth soak up the blood hungrily and it hits my fingers. This isn't helping... I rip off a few more pieces and shove them onto the deep cut and use a long piece to tie it in place. I hesitate for a second. Will I choke him doing this? Doesn't matter. It's more dangerous to just let him bleed.
"Thank god, Kai!" I gasp, my fingers shaking, unwilling to work with me when I really need to be steady.
"Who did this to you? What's going on? You're bleeding like crazy!"
I finally get the knot to hold and prop him up some more so I can see the full extent of the damage. Weirdly, he's not hurt anywhere else.
Please say I'm wrong...I don't want to think that you did this...
"You did this. I did it because of you."
Me? My fault? My heart shatters to pieces. I never liked those descriptions, but it seems to be so true...
"Why?! Damnnit, Kai, I never knew I hurt you enough to make you do this!"
He almost manages a smirk as tears prick my eyes.
"I'm gay Rei."
His words make the remaints of my heart catch in my throat.
"I've liked you for a long time and I wanted to be with you, but it's too late now. Good bye."
The finality of his tone makes me shudder and I don't even realize the importance of his confession until a few seconds pass.
He likes me? Me? After all that, he likes me? Liked me. No! I won't think like that! He doesn't have to die, he can't! I have so much to tell him...
The tears finally fall from my eyes and onto his face. Once they start I can't seem to be able to stop the shuddering sobs that wrack my body to pieces.
I act through a haze, as if someone else was giving my body all its instructions. I collect him and stand up. Spotting his things on the ground, I grab them and tuck them into my pocket before swinging Kai onto my back and start running for the cabin.
I can hear my heart in my ears and it keeps saying the same thing to me: All-your fault. All-your fault. All-your fault. Tha-tha thump. Tha-tha thump.
I'm in front of the cabin and my legs give way.
"Tyson! Max!" I call, ignoring the burning in my chest and the dryness of my mouth. Kai starts slipping off my back and I turn to catch him. The blood is seeping through my makeshift bandage.
"Tyson! Max!"
The door opens and there are two figures standing there.
"What the hell?!"
Both boys come running, calling to Kenny to phone the ambulance. Hopefully it can get here soon.
Tyson starts to take charge, making me feel much better. I sit in on the ground and watch numbly as Max runs inside for bandages and Kenny comes out with the cordless phone.
I watch Max fumble with the long white ribbon before wordlessly taking over. I can't bear to say anything, if I do I'll say everything and then it'll all be out.
I wrap Kai's neck in it as per the nurses' orders via Kenny. Soon after finishing I hear the sirens and think blankly, why do they have those on up here? There's no one to get out of the way or warn.
Before I can puzzle this out I'm being pushed gently but firmly aside as the medic workers take over. Kai is placed on a big flat-bed and pushed into the back of the truck.
I don't realize I'm staring until someone taps my shoulder and says as if for the thousandth time, "As the oldest here, will you come along please?"
I nod and follow the person to the back and climb in. I'm gestured into a small seat among the equipment and computers. I grab Kai's hand resting near me and feel the ominous cool. I try and stay out of the way of every one and I focus on the hand I had placed within my own.
Please...please...
As the truck moves from the dirt onto the city's pavement I hear the voice inside my head again.
Tha-tha thump. All-your fault.
~`~,*|*`~,~
You probably noticed the switch in views. Instead of the thinking I used for Kai's POV I made it more general. I don't want to give away too much!
Black: *snicker* you still don't know if he's going to live or not!
Oh, and this was written listen to my dad's Aaron Neville and Anita Baker CDs.
Black: ^__^' Pathetic, no?
So, I don't really like this chapter, it doesn't really have much significance to me.
Black: The next chapters all mushy and crap. XP
So, reviews please!
Clicky clicky!